My Gift, I Call Dad

God gave me a gift on Father's Day
A loving Dad who I could love always
Who protected me and gave me care
To me, my Dad is so kind and good
He showed me how to live my life
As happy as I could

He told me how he saw things around the world
Beautiful and wonderful,
It made me create a life
A gift, so true and rare
My Dad, seemed to go everywhere

He played with me and we went to parks
On the rides we went and I closed my eyes
When I fell, he washed my face
He was a hand to hold
As he held me high
My gift, is my Dad
He is the apple of my eye


Linda Ann Henry 2007
Do you remember me
The people's poet


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